"America what the f*ck was that?" Jace asked the leggy blonde for the umpteenth time since they had entered the hallway. She continued to ignore him and the fact that he kept asking when he clearly saw her kissing someone who wasn't him was pissing her off. He sped up his steps to catch up to her and placed a hand firmly on her shoulder spinning her around. She turned to face him blinking her big gray eyes at him a small smirk playing on her face.
"Jace, what the f*ck do you think it was?" Her voice was soft almost like a purr. This wasnt the first time this had happened and if he stayed with her it wouldn't be the last. He sighed and looked at her grimacing.
"America why do you have to do this to me huh? Its been 6 months grow the f*ck up already!" The bell rang and students started pouring into the hall. America's permanent smirk never swayed and grew into a full on grin.
"Jace you know what you signed up to dating me. I didn't make any promises you know. I'm having fun besides you aren't much of a good kisser anyway." His face dropped and he searched her face to see if she was serious. She let out a small giggle as she saw the crowd gathering with growing whispers.
"Ok but come on you can at-" She turned to walk away from him and he could feel his temper growing. "America if you don't get back here its over!"
To Jace's dismay she kept walking.
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Messing with the playgirl
Teen FictionAmerica Reiker was what most people call a hoe. She simply thought she had options. Hell if a guy could get laid every night and not get judged for it she should too. And she did. Everyone at Onceton highschool knew that America was a play girl, mo...
